-[hyena yips in the distance] -[car engine noises]
[in Shona] ♪ This is the time ♪
♪ This is my time ♪
♪ You know where I'm going ♪
♪ God, let me find peace ♪
♪ Where I go ♪
[man1] Protect my father.
[ominous music playing]
-[man1] What happened? -An ambush. Silo was was killed.
And my guns?
Gone. The truck is empty.
They must pay for what they did.
This is my kingdom now.
-I alone will say what we do. I'll decide. -[man2] My king. My king.
Mercy. Mercy, my king.
-[car ignition starts] -[ominous music continues]
[man2] Let's go!
-My ancestors have spoken. -[crickets chirping]
-We will have to accept their word. -[ominous music continues]
[man1] Rest, father.
[theme music playing]
Rest.
[theme music playing]
-[crickets chirping] -[door bell ringing]
[Davies] Daan Ludik. Just the man I've been looking for.
Did I miss a good fight?
What can I do for you, Brigadier?
[inhale sharply]
Man, I've got a few follow-up questions
on the Ludik vehicle that was robbed across border.
This time of night?
I won't be long, just a few minutes.
Thank you.
[Davies] So, the police in Zimbabwe are taking care of this
but we're more than happy to help.
[Daan] Of course. Can I offer you a drink?
Well, perhaps if your wife would be so kind, a cup of coffee.
If it's not too much trouble.
-No trouble. -[Davies] Thank you.
Please.
[Davies chuckles, sighs]
[mobile phone vibrating]
Still getting calls at this hour?
You're here.
[Rina] Fuck.
[whispering] Here you go, buddy.
-[Charles sighs] -[Rina exhales, whispers] Fuck's sake.
Okay.
[Charles grimacing, panting]
Just a little bit. Okay? Almost there.
-[Rina] Okay. -[Charles wincing]
Sorry, buddy. There you go.
-[Anet] There we go. -[mobile phone continues vibrating]
Thank you.
-Would you look at that? -[mobile phone continues vibrating]
Biscuits. Thank you very much.
Pleasure.
I was curious as to why furniture was stolen.
Do you know which pieces were in the truck?
My secretary sent you an inventory.
Well, I'm asking you.
I don't know.
Should be items from the new catalogue.
Maybe the Dudley Duo couch,
few pieces of the Marula Office Suite.
Titles.
For nothing more than a fancy piece of wood and leather.
-Have you heard from your driver? -[crickets chirping]
-No. -[tense music playing]
-Have you tried to call him? -Yes.
-His name? -Charles Dzike. He's a Zimbabwe national.
And how long has he been working for you?
Fifteen years.
How often does he cross the border in a Ludik vehicle?
I can't say.
And you trust him?
Do you know something I don't, Brigadier?
Well, I do know there was blood found at the truck. A substantial amount.
It belongs to someone.
[mobile phone vibrating]
You wanna get that?
Don't worry about it.
It's probably just a call about a fancy piece of wood and leather.
[sighs]
Damn it, Daan. For fuck's sake.
[Charles whimpering]
Is Swys alive?
Yes. How does that feel?
[grimacing] It's fine!
You know what? I might have a box of antibiotics somewhere. Let me just see.
Brown planned this.
I think he's going to make big problems for all of us. I can tell you.
So, do you think someone would murder your driver for the furniture?
The thought crossed my mind. People kill for pennies these days.
But I hope he's alive.
Well, the Zimbabwean police are going to hold onto the truck
until this matter is closed.
If you could get me your delivery reports and,
the tracking numbers, I'd appreciate it.
Why?
I like to be thorough.
And I appreciate that, Brigadier.
But don't you think your resources are best spent finding my driver?
Oh, I will.
-If he's alive. -[tense music continues]
You have a lovely evening, Mr. Ludik.
You should get that seen to.
I'll see myself out.
[mobile phone ringing]
Daan. Yeah, I'm with Charles.
He's okay. Okay? He's been shot in the shoulder.
-Is he able to talk? -[Charles panting in the background]
I gave him pain killers and booze. He's wobbly, but…
Fuck's sake. [exhales]
-[phone beeps off] -[tense music playing]
[Rina] Charles, hey. I fixed a room for you.
Before you pass out. Come.
Careful. Easy.
[tense music ends]
What's going on?
One of my trucks was robbed. Charles has gotten hurt.
You told me Swys was robbed.
So you lied?
That man is a brigadier.
It's unprofessional of him to show up this time of night.
Oh, Daan.
Don't worry, we won't see him again.
[Anet sighs]
Hey.
It's okay.
You don't trust me? [sighs]
[upbeat music playing]
[Hein moaning, sighs deeply]
[man] To all our wonderful listeners,
good morning from the Morning Show.
And what a blessed morning it is.
Now, I'm sure you're all wondering where DJ Jakes is this morning.
Sad to say, yours truly will be filling in for Jakes today.
But don't worry, I'm gonna do my best to keep this show as joyful as possible.
Come on, man. Come on.
-[machines beeping] -[tense music playing]
[medics chattering]
[ring tone]
[indistinct chatter]
[man] Jakes, buddy, hope you're well.
Here's a tune that's sure to put a bit of oomph in your step.
[Daan] Wanna feel like the boss again? Well, who doesn't?
How about a stylish office desk that'll put you right back on top?
So, please, take a look at our catalogue online.
Come on, let's eat.
[Daan] Come visit. Get comfortable.
Hein, we're waiting!
[huffs] The bastard doesn't hear me.
[Maureen] Hein!
[exhales sharply]
Have some cornflakes.
Thank you, my dear.
[rap music playing]
♪ If you can speak English put your hands in the air ♪
♪ Damn it, there's no bridge There's no one here ♪
-Who's this? -Bittereinder.
[Anet] What are the words?
Legitimate…
[rap music continues]
♪ To the double T, E-R, E, I, N, D, E-R ♪
[Anet] Go! Go!
-♪ All messed up… ♪ -[Anet laughing]
[Daan] Here at Ludik Furniture and Carpets,
you can count on me to take care of you.
So please take a look at our catalogue--
-[radio clicks off] -[Danie sighs]
Did pop hit uncle Swys?
No.
Danie, I want you to stay away from uncle Swys.
He's…
He's sick.
Not dangerous, just…
troubled.
He's not going to stay here any more.
[Anet] Okay?
Okay. Let's do this.
Hi, Danie. How much for one?
Five rand.
And?
Or…
Or two for seven rand.
Twenty-four cupcakes, five rand each.
[Dann] How much is that?
Perfect.
[Anet] That was perfect. Go grab your bag.
Total loss.
Morning.
[Swys grunts]
And?
What did the police want?
One of my trucks got robbed.
The same day they let me go?
-Coincidence. -Daan.
Stop with the bullshit and tell me what's going on.
[snickering]
Why are you fucking laughing?
[snickering] Your tooth…
What?
-Where's your tooth, bro? -It got knocked out. What did you think?
[Daan] Where?
[wincing] Don't make me laugh. Fuck you, man.
Hell no. You're going to scare the dogs.
I'll arrange for a new one for you today.
Laugh it up.
You're fucking hilarious.
Like you're the Trevor Noah of furniture sales.
[Martha] Hello, sir.
Asshole.
Pa, we're here. [Daan laughing]
Hello.
[Viljoen] What happened to you?
-[Swys] I-- -[Viljoen] Save it.
Same Swys. Same problems. Different day.
[Viljoen] I came to talk to you about my retirement.
How long are you going to babysit him?
He's a loser, Daan.
What do you want for your retirement, pop?
[exhales] The church is taking back the parsonage.
So I…
I thought maybe I could move in with you, but
this hotel is clearly full.
Okay, tell me where you want to live and I will arrange it.
[yelps] Yeah!
Daan Ludik.
Just like that.
Organizes things, like that.
Do I look like a hobo to you?
What do you want, pa?
I'm willing to borrow money from you. We can negotiate the interest--
-How much? -Let me finish.
Your mother and I had always wanted to…
Your mother wanted to retire by the dam, so that's what I'm doing.
-A dam? -Yeah.
-Mom did? -That's what I said.
When did you ever go to a dam?
I did my research and I can buy one of those permanent stands
at one of those lodges there.
I've looked at a caravan. I know what I want.
Fine. We can work out the details. Let me know.
Okay.
Then I'll say goodbye.
Tomorrow, I'll go to one of those caravan outlets.
I'll let you know.
Okay.
Yeah, there are people who know these things. They can help.
Pa, tell you what?
I'll meet you there, pay for it
and we'll sort out the details later.
-[whispers] Okay. -[birds chirping, chicken clucking]
-[Daan exhales] -[Swys sighs] All he ever sees is a dog…
a lost dog.
He can't stand weakness.
What difference does it make? He's not your dad.
I was a good husband to her.
When is your next meeting?
I'm not going.
Why not?
What happened to you wasn't your fault, or your choice.
[snickers] It was.
I'm an easy target.
A loser, Daan, you know it. Same Swys, different day.
Daan, see you tomorrow!
-Okay, pop. -[birds chirping]
[Swys] Fifteen months, brother.
[squawks] Fifteen fucking months.
-Yeah. -[birds continue chirping]
What did my life cost you?
It's dealt with.
[muttering] Don't talk to me like I'm a child.
You just focus on staying away from the booze.
-We'll organize you a new tooth. -[birds continue chirping]
Fuck.
-[soft music playing] -[chattering in background]
Dr. Swanepoel, hi.
-Mrs. Ludik. -[children chattering in background]
Yes. Call me Anet.
[Dr. Swanepoel] Oh, hi.
Danie's doing well. He's selling cupcakes.
Yes, I saw. Very elegant, I thought, for homemade.
-[Anet laughs] I helped. A little. -[soft music continues]
I was hoping that you might have some time today.
Actually, I've got a couple of hours before my next session.
Just to chat. You and me.
-Yeah. Let's go. -[Anet titters]
[Anet] Okay.
Hey, K.
-Hey. -[paper rustling]
Morning, Brigadier. Thought you'd like some coffee.
Thank you, Moyo.
-[clears throat] -[Moyo sighs]
You wanted to see me?
Yes. This Ludik truck robbery isn't sitting right with me.
I've asked Mr. Ludik to compile delivery reports
and tracking information on the truck.
You should get hold of his secretary to collect it this morning.
I also want the movements of the truck through the Beitbridge border
over the last three months.
When they went in, when they went out.
Okay? Dates and times.
[clicks tongue]
We just got the dockets for those murders in Ga-Rankuwa.
Mm-hmm. See if you can get the weight
of the trucks on all of those occasions.
Before and after the border.
That's, now, if those assholes at the weigh stations
actually did their job.
Brigadier, I thought the police in Zim are handling this?
Yes. Oh, that reminds me, get an update from them on the blood.
The driver's name is Charles Dzike.
-Why? -Why what?
It's just furniture.
[sighs]
Moyo,
if you give me the opportunity to teach you, I will teach you.
But if you just wanna go with the flow, then you can "flow" right out of here.
Hell, man, I'll even make sure that you get a low-duty position
where you can just "flow" around the whole day. You know, chill.
Maybe even have a cocktail or two. How does that sound, Moyo?
All right!
I am sorry. I will go get those things.
Thank you.
[Moyo mutters] Yes, Brigadier.
[coughing, exhales]
[Rina] Daan.
How is he?
If it doesn't get infected, he'll be just fine.
Good. Keep him out of sight for now until I can figure out who to trust.
What happened with Arend?
He arranged it.
To kill a border agent.
-He said that? -[phone ringing in the background]
-Yes. -[Rina mutters] Fuck.
He's gonna come with an offer.
Arend is dangerous, Daan.
Well, my main concern is getting the police off our backs.
Farhad is not going to wait for another delivery of the diamonds.
Also, the police want the truck's tracking number.
That's a problem.
I tell you what?
Give them the delivery notes and call Lil.
Ask her to deal with the tracking.
Don't pay her more than 50,000.
Well, perhaps I'll just raise a standing order for her.
Why are they moving this?
I asked them to.
Dad, the manufacturers requested that their items be displayed all together.
They also requested to have it as part of my sale in my store.
[sighs]
Can we talk?
Privately.
Okay, the floor is yours.
Well, DJ Jakes has a stand-in.
Why?
How should I know?
If he's the man in uncle Hein's video, dad, what happened to him?
Don't let your imagination run wild.
[laughs] Okay. All of a sudden, after he tried to blackmail us, now what?
He's been, oh, I don't know, injured, robbed, or maybe even dead. Hm?
What did I say? You know what? You're just like your mom.
Yes, and just like my mom, I can tell when you're lying.
Lulu. What's going on? Where is this sudden aggression coming from?
Oh, Dad, I want you to like Pieter.
Okay? I want you to respect my opinions here at work.
Why else did you hire me?
And I want you to handle this thing with Uncle Hein, it could break Markus.
I'm serious.
I'm serious about my job and I'm serious about Pieter.
I know you are.
But Lulu, you're still so young.
You think I'm still a child?
No, all I'm saying is give it time.
Fuck, whatever.
[door bells clatter]
[tense music playing]
Farhad had a think about it.
He finds it not so acceptable
that we have no time frame given to us.
He also has buyers on the other side.
And he doesn't like to keep them waiting for their precious rocks.
Farhad also finds it not so acceptable,
[man] or believable,
that conflict in the north would be the cause.
Cause we all know the conflict is pertaining to the oil rigs.
And not to the diamond mines. Mm?
[whispering] Take it.
You don't wear any rocks, I see.
Hard-working hands, is it?
No need for pretty rings.
I'll talk to Daan.
No rush.
Only a long-standing relationship hanging in the balance.
-[tense music tempo increases] -[door bells clatter]
[whispering] My past has no power over me, my past has no power…
-[wistful music playing] -[panting, whimpering]
My past has no power over me.
I'm in control of my own destiny.
My past…
[exhales]
-[exhales] -[wistful music ends]
[bottles clatter]
There is a child in this house.
I'm sorry.
Do you have clothes?
No.
Swys. Come.
[huffs]
When we were kids, we had to scrape together pennies to buy gum.
Daan works hard to provide for us.
Of course, I…
I'm just remembering.
I understand that Daan is very protective of you.
But I am very protective of my child.
And I accept that you're family.
You want me to go.
You're not a good role model, Swys. Understand?
[door bell rings]
[Anet] Markus. He's getting dressed.
[upbeat music playing]
[Hein] All right. Are you ready?
[whistling]
On my mark. Get set. Go!
Phillipa!
What the fuck are you doing? Huh?
When the gun goes off, you jump in the pool.
How do you expect us to win the gala like this?
[Hein] Your attitude sucks. Stop crying. Let's try this again.
This year I want to enter the national champs.
[upbeat music continues]
My dad knows someone who can train me, professionally.
Where's the bottle?
I figured it's better if we kept the shop dry.
-[yells] Fuck! -[upbeat music continues]
I have a pick-me-up, if you're interested.
Help yourself.
Don't you have work to do?
Who hit you like that?
What do you care?
No, just wondering if you were gonna do something about it. Or not.
-Get up. -What?
Get up. Come on. Get up.
-Fuck, Markus. -Get up.
-Now hit me. -Markus!
-Hit me. -Fuck off.
-Hit me. Come on. Now's your chance. -Fuck, Markus.
Come on. Or are you scared? What's going on? Come on.
You're right. You're a loser. [laughing]
-[panting] -[upbeat music continues]
Okay.
So, what are you going to do about the guys that beat you up?
-You got a fifty? -A hundred.
[sniffs]
[exhales]
Holy fuck.
[whoops]
[phone ringing]
Rina.
[Rina] Listen, it's Lil. She said no. I'm lying.
Her exact words were, "Fuck you." So, you'll have to call her.
[mobile phone ringing]
-I'm not doing it. -Is it the money?
No, Daan. It's the runion that came into my shop
and threatened to cut off my fingers for stealing.
Shit.
They're coming for you.
Farhad wants answers. I'm out.
[yells] You need to sort this out!
Look, I'll sort it out. Okay?
But I can't do that while I have the police investigating my truck.
I need you to do this, Lil.
Breathe. Just breathe. Are you breathing?
Yes, I'm fucking breathing.
I need you to do this.
-It's part of the plan. -What plan?
I have a plan, to get us out of it.
And Arend Brown?
Lil, I have a plan.
[upbeat music playing]
[Arend] Where's the rest of it?
[man] One of the birdies is suing for negligence,
but don't worry, the lawyer said it's an easy pay-off. Bitch.
What the fuck do I look like? A money tree?
You employ them, you pay for the damages.
Hey, I'm doing my part of the work. Clientele has been scarce of late.
How is this my problem?
If you can't get your tits to sell, that's unlucky for you.
Get your shit together, Andy. Now piss off.
Police have been around to the store and his house. No sign of the driver.
Fine. I want you to go see Daan and make him the offer.
Why would he say yes to me?
Because you're so bloody charming.
He doesn't have a choice in the matter, he's already in.
Lucky for us he's not taking anything off the top.
Just keep on him.
I didn't order this.
I did.
Albert Nkala.
[Arend] Well, this isn't suspicious at all. Well done.
Now what the fuck do you want?
I want us to have a little discussion about what happened at the border.
-What happened? -[upbeat music continues]
Don't treat me like a fucking child. I want to know who stole my guns.
From what I've heard, it was a robbery. What has this got to do with me?
You have men over there, you find out.
My guy at the border was shot dead.
Well, that is tragic. But why are you coming to me?
[Arend] Maybe Daddy had enemies?
Look, I'm happy to renegotiate our business,
since your daddy's passing.
My condolences, by the way.
[Arend] But I won't tolerate whatever the fuck this is.
-Who is Ludik? -[tense music playing]
-Who? -The furniture man. Who is he?
-He's transport. -Since when?
Since I said so.
Is he behind this whole thing?
No, he's with me.
I want to know who stole my fucking guns.
A meeting then.
I expect you to call me.
[upbeat music playing]
[Arend] What the fuck do I pay you for?
What the hell is he doing on this side of the border?
I want to know if Albert goes anywhere near Daan.
What about the offer?
-It's on ice, for now. -[upbeat music continues]
Man, come on. We can work this out. Please, Jakes.
[whispering] I could've died.
[sobbing]
I didn't know that he was gonna do that. I mean… Hey,
we don't need his money, we can do something different.
-Hein. -No, please.
-No! This is-- -Hein.
-This is not the end. Please. -Hein.
-We can still go away. -Hein.
Maybe not Europe. No. How about Singapore?
-[yells] Hein, it's over! -No!
[hyperventilating, coughing]
I never wanna see you again.
No. Stop. Stop it!
He told you to say this, hey?
Listen to me.
I'm done.
-Jakes. -Now go.
-Jakes. Please. Please. -Just go.
Just go. Before somebody sees you.
-But Jakes-- -[yells] Get out!
[grunting, panting]
Okay. [crying]
[Hein] Yeah, but…
[tense music playing]
-[Lil] Are you back? -Andrea Patel. Level five.
[son] She was on maternity.
-Good morning. -[woman] Morning.
Delivery for Andrea Patel.
They said I should deliver it to her on five. Back from maternity.
-Thank you. -[phone ringing in background]
-[machine beeps] -[tense music continues]
[machine beeps]
-Which floor? -[son] Floor seven. Room 701.
It's in. How long will this take?
It will take as long as it takes. What's the number?
I gave it to you.
I don't have it.
I wrote it on a post-it.
-Where? -For fuck's sakes, check your pockets.
Done. Oh, wait.
All records are deleted, but I can't undo the original entry.
Okay, that'll have to do then.
It needs a reboot to take effect.
Give me a minute.
[exhales]
She removed the records, but she couldn't delete the file.
That's fine.
We opened the file, but never activated it.
I checked the payments, and they bill us for each truck.
If the police pick up on it, we say it was an oversight.
-Claim it back. -Yeah.
I need to move some money for my father.
Okay, Daan.
[Rina] Yes.
Please tell Brigadier Davies that the documents he requested are ready.
-Okay. -[tense music playing]
Fuck.
Now listen to me, you can't show up like this.
Has he been speaking to police?
I've been dealing with them
and we're cooperating as if it were a robbery.
Anyone come to see him?
Like fucking who?
Someone out of ordinary?
No, I don't fucking know. I told you, I don't wanna do this anymore.
Take Arend's money and don't come back.
[car ignition starts]
[man] And what's in it for me?
I'm not gonna give you anything.
I'm asking if we can see the footage of your camera outside.
Listen, bro, can we see it, or not?
Are you gonna buy something? Bro?
[snickers] Oh, you're a funny guy. He's a funny guy.
Make a case by the police and get out of my shop.
[Markus] Why are you just standing there?
I need to get to the dentist.
Daan is waiting for me.
[both laugh]
Okay.
Is there no record of the truck, then?
Because I have it here in the file that it has a number with you.
[woman] Well, like I said, there is a number, but it has never been in use.
[Davies clears throat]
-Ma'am, this is Brigadier Davies here. -[woman] Hi, Brigadier.
When was this number registered?
Sorry, sir, I can't just give away confidential information like that.
But there is a tracking number, it's just never been used?
Yes, that's what the computer says.
Okay. And payment?
When was this paid for?
Again, I can't disclose confidential information on a third-party's account.
Okay, okay, thanks.
Thank you, sir.
Okay, so there are 12 delivery trucks in total.
All of them registered with this company.
But this one doesn't have a trace on it.
Oversight, perhaps?
[snickering, sighs]
Yeah.
How far are you on the info on the border entries?
I will have it tomorrow morning.
-And the toll gates? -Tomorrow.
Yeah. Perhaps if you spent less time flossing, you'll get more work done, Moyo.
Sir, if you need a place to stay, I have a spare room.
-Shit. -[bag rustling]
Hi, let's see your million dollar smile.
-Fuck you. -Come on, man. Show me.
You think it's a joke?
Show me.
[laughing]
Fuck you, man. I look like a dumbass.
No, it's not that bad.
It suits you. Truly. Let me see. [laughing]
-Daan, fuck you to hell. Fuck you. -[continues laughing]
I've to go to the office. Are you okay to wait?
-[Swys sighs] -Life goes on, brother.
What would you do if you were in my shoes?
[sighs] We are not alike.
-Okay. -[birds chirping]
What do you want to know?
What did my life cost you?
I had to smuggle guns.
I loaded the guns in my truck
and Charles took it across the border.
He was shot, but he's all right.
The police are treating it as furniture theft.
That's all.
Everything is okay.
Holy fuck, Daan!
"Everything is okay." Everything is not fucking okay
You have to tell the police who these fuckers are.
-It's not that easy. -[birds continue chirping]
He's blackmailing you.
Justice.
Justice? With guys like these? Forget it!
I can help. Just give me a chance.
-No! -[dog barking in distance]
I need you to just take it easy. Okay?
Just stay calm.
Come, let's go.
Don't fuck up your tooth, it was expensive.
[laughing]
Fuck you.
Did you come here to talk?
If not, grab a peeler.
You can't be here.
I'm not a princess you can lock in a tower.
You're a liability to them. They're looking for you.
Tell me what's going on.
What's this about the police?
They'll find nothing.
And grow tired. What we need to do, is make sure our business doesn't suffer.
Daan.
We can't do another diamond run with this Brigadier watching.
You have to tell Farhad, we need to wait.
I already did.
Tell him the truth.
-I need to keep you safe. -[Charles sighs]
Rina is hiding something.
[whispering] She's acting very suspicious.
-I don't trust her. -[tense music playing]
You've been through a lot.
You need rest.
[tense music continues]
No, Daan.
People change.
-Money talks. -[door creaks shut]
-[car brakes screech to a halt] -[tense music continues]
Hein?
Hein, wait a minute. What's going on? Are you all right?
I'm looking for Daan.
Nice tooth.
Listen, you can't just barge in there and confront him.
This is his place of work.
Who the fuck are you? His guard dog?
-Hein. -Keep your hands off me.
-Get in your car and get lost. -I will--
-Hein! Do you want to get fucked up? -[tense music continues]
[panting] You know, I liked you better when you were a drunk.
So fuck you.
And fuck Daan. And fuck Ludik too!
[car ignition starts]
[door shuts]
[Daan] Hey.
-What are you doing in here? -[tense music playing]
-Mr. Ludik. The furniture man. -Who the hell are you?
My soldiers call me mambo. The king.
But you can call me Albert Nkala.
The Zimbabwean?
Arend told me about you. How did you get in here?
I go where I please. I do what I want.
I see you have a lot to lose. Is that how you got into this whole mess?
[Daan] My business is my own.
-[Albert] Trapped like a rat. -[gun cocks]
-You got me. -[tense music ends]
Tell me what it is you want.
Well, I'm only gonna ask you this once.
Where are my guns?
I don't know.
[Daan] It's your business with Arend.
I'm not interested in old, dead cows.
I'm not interested in doing business
with people who lie to me and steal from me.
That's right.
-You are the king. -[tense music continues]
Your father and Arend did business, am I right?
I'm sorry for your loss, and I don't mean to seem insensitive,
but out with the old and in with the new.
Does that apply to you?
What are you willing to sacrifice, Daan?
I can get you double the amount twice as fast. I have the means.
Out with the old and in with the new. And how can I trust you?
Give me till the end of the week, and I'll find out where your guns are.
I want double.
And I'm not asking. You want to be friends with me?
Now's your chance to prove it.
I'll take that.
It's a good whiskey.
Irish.
-No ice. Just like Zim. -[tense music ends]
So, there I am, running across the lawn, still clutching this blue blow-up whale.
And then I get to a fence, which, obviously, I have to jump over.
I mean, look. See this cut?
-[Dr. Swanepoel] That happened. -Oh, no.
I know. Luckily, the whale managed to survive.
And all this time my mother is chasing me with a wooden spoon.
You can't make this stuff up.
I could never do that.
-[soft music playing] -[crickets chirping]
So, how did you and Daan meet?
At a car dealership. [chuckles]
You sold him a car?
-No. No, I was in reception. -[soft music continues]
And I'd made a silly mistake with the paperwork and…
-He was nice. -[Dr. Swanepoel] Hm.
How long have you guys been married?
He was married before. We met. Talked.
And it's 11 years now.
And Danie was born before the wedding.
-I was in love. -Hmm.
And the age gap doesn't bother you?
No. [sighs]
No. We're all dealing with something.
Does he know how you feel?
I'm sorry.
[Anet clears throat]
I'm sorry.
I'm a mess. [laughs]
He, erm, he doesn't want Danie to see you anymore.
-[Anet sniffling] -What do you want?
Well. Danie's a sensitive--
Look, we're not talking about Danie. I asked you, "what do you want?"
Does Daan make you happy?
Yes.
Well, look…
This is my personal number.
[Dr. Swanepoel] Any time you need it, I want you to call.
[crickets continue chirping]
-Cheers. -Cheers.
-[tense music playing] -[crickets chirping]
[tense music continues]
You're late.
You locked the door.
Of course I did.
I also live here. Still my house. You can't treat me like this, Gemma.
If you don't like it, you can leave.
-Go cry in her arms. -[Davies sighs]
-[dramatic music playing] -[crickets chirping]
[dramatic music ends]
[Pieter] Hey, Dad.
-Hey, son. -You made it.
-Yeah. -How was work?
Yeah, work is busy, as usual. How're you doing? Good to see you.
-Good. -Come on, let me see it.
Let me see the magazine.
-Here you go. -[Davies] Ah!
[Davies laughs]
-"Fitter, leaner, faster." [laughs] -[Pieter] That's me.
You ready for Europe?
-Ready. -When are you leaving?
-Tomorrow. -What?
-Yeah, -I know it's soon, eh.
[Louise] Here you go.
-Hey, Louise. Good to see you. -Hi.
Nice to see you too.
[kissing sound] Lovely as always.
[Gemma] Sit, before the food gets cold.
Oh, Gemma, this looks wonderful. It's so lovely to have a family dinner.
Yeah. All right, let's dish.
-[dramatic music playing] -[computer keypad clicking]
So, any wedding plans yet?
-[Pieter] Dad. -[Davies] Oh, come on.
[Davies] It's a beautiful thing you have. It should be celebrated.
Don't rush into anything you might regret.
We haven't discussed it with my family yet.
They've only just met Pieter.
And?
Well, is my son not good enough to be a Ludik?
[Pieter] Dad, stop it now. That's enough.
He's an Olympic medalist, you know. In more ways than one.
Oh, you don't have to tell me.
He's definitely good enough to be a Ludik.
Come on, let's eat. Let's start eating.
[dramatic music playing]
[camera shutters click]
[electric whirring]
["Dis Jou Wyfie Remix" by Angie playing]
Subtitle translation by: Regina Njoku